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Website Moderators Part 9 ( of 10 )
By Dino-Snore
TECH -CORP RESEARCH SITE 90210, 1207 HOURS
( In the Main Research Lab, Aragorn is downloading information from a Port sticking in his Head )
Aragorn: Downloading Complete! I'm processing the Information Now! Complete Analysis available in 15 Seconds!
Rick: Save it. This place is making me jumpy! Okay Ladies, we got what we came for so lets Bail!
( The Mods start for the door when TR112 notices his Scanner is Blinking. )
TR112: LIEUTENANT, I GOT MOVEMENT!
( Aragorn suddenly gets alll Hyped up. Rick opens the door and spots a Wall of Flooders in front of them )
Rick: Holy...OPEN FIRE!
Aragron ( Squeezing an Area of skin between his Index Finger and Thumb ): Actually...if you HOLD your fire...( He starts sweating Green )...and allow me...( He charges at the flooders )...I can...( He jumps on the Flooders )...Do the job....( He crushes a Flooder's Skull with his Hands and then impales a Second Flooder on a 3rd )...Much More...( He picks up a Flooder and explodes it with his Mind )....Better myself!
Junkee: Bloody Farts, he was desgined for this!
Rick: Allright, he's clearing the way for us...MOVE!
( The Mods enter the corridor to find Aragorn standing over a Pile of Dead Flooders, and not a sign of Damage from Flooder Juices )
Rick: Area LOOKS secured...( He spots Aragorn's Green Sweat ) What's that?
Aragorn: Special Mod Formula to Counteract Flooder Juices....they were put in my Sweat Glands among other things.
( In another room on the Research Site, a Spammer typing away on the Keyboard )
Spammer: To Live is to serve!
( The Spammer proceeds to connect to the Evilgrinch docked to the Site )
( On the Evilgrinch , apart from the Captive Spammer and the Sick personel, are Seth and Guilty Spark )
Guilty Spark: So the Bartender says....No man, my Bug's at Home! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Seth: Spark, given the Situation, I dont think that was funny...
( The Panel Beeps )
Seth: What the...
Guilty Spark: We're shutting down?
Seth: Power Loss to Prime and THE FUCKING HATCH IS OPENING!
( Rick and Crew are running to the Evilgrinch as fast as they can.Aragorn just beat up his 8th Group of Flooders )
Rick: Okay Aragorn, that's enough Punching for awhile. Fall Back and stay with me!
Junkee: Sir? The Flooders are only coming in short waves! With Aragorn on point, we're clear!
Rick: With Aragorn on point we could hit him if we fire! We can handle the Low Numbers!
Junkee: But Sir---
Rick: End of Discussion Private, Aragorn stays with me!
( Junkee glares at Rick )
Seth: Lieutenant, do you copy? We lost power, all systems are down, and I can't trace the cause!
Rick: Any movement where you are?
Seth N-No Sir!
Rick: Then hand tight, we're on our way Back!
( The Mods run for the Evilgrinch , Unaware that one of their Own is not amongst them. )
( The Spammer is watching Flooders surround the Access Port to the Evilgrinch )
Spammer: Almighty Father be exalted, and rain blessings down upon us, for he hath delvered the prodgical onto us once---( The Door opens ) Eh? SINNER!
Malcolm: Amen.
( Malcolm proceeds to put Holes in The Spammer's Body. When that's done, he looks at the Panel of Video Screens )
Malcolm: Now what are you doing here?
( In the Evilgrinch BioMedLab, Stealth awakens )
Stealth: Wh--where...? ( He falls out of Bed ) Need....I need...more of the....more...
( He crawls all the way to the Room where the Captive Spammer is and opens the door. )
Stealth: You....you gotta give me---HTML! ( He flips the Spammer over and noticed there was something quite different about the Spammer ) Who--What?
Flooder: HARRRRRSSKKKKKK
( Stealth turns to find 2 Flooders standing there and backs up against the wall. He watches as the Flooders pick up the New Spammer and take HER away, )
Seth: STEALTH?
( Seth and Guilty Spark run in. )
Stealth: The Spammer---Spammerina, they took her and---
Seth: HER? THERE'S A GIRL IN THE AREA?
Stealth: And it was like they were under orders!
( Outside the Main Airlock, Rick and company discover a LARGE Collection of Flooders and hide behind a Corner )
Junkee: What are we gonna do now? There's no way we could get through that!
( The Formerly Male Captive Spammer is being dragged onto the Site )
Spammer: Uhhh....SssSleep...so tired...Need Sleep.
( The Spammer and all the Flooders fall over unconscious )
Camel: Woah...Dude
Rick: I don't know what's going on, so let's take advantage! Get to the ship NOW!
( The Mods all run to the Airlock, Grab the Spammer and go inside )
Rick ( Going up to Seth ): No Power to the Primes?
Seth: None sir, and I can't figure out what's causing it!
Malcolm: Lieutenant, this is Sgt. Malcolm, I secured the Control Room and should have power back in 8 Seconds!
( The Lights come on )
Seth: He did it!
Rick: Get that door Closed! Malcolm, what were you doing down there?
Malcolm: Restoring power, so you can get off this Site! I got lost, okay?
Rick: You say you got lost---
Seth ( Looking at Readout ): SIR! THE FLOODERS ARE AWAKENING!
( Rick starts to think, then a Lightbulb Spontaneously Combusts over his head )
Rick: Seth, open the Locks and Prep the Engines! We're leaving!
Seth: WHAT? WE CAN'T LEAVE HIM! THAT PROX BOMB WILL BLOW HIM UP?
Rick: I'm sorry Sergeant, the Risk is too great. Aragorn, get Seth out of that seat and take over!
( Aragorn does that )
Malcolm: I see...the Risk is too Great ( The Evilgrinch Launches off into the Internet ) Of all the Dramatic Ways to end a--SPCHHHWUKKKK
Aragorn: We're free of the Site. Power is restored, but it'll tak 47 Minutes to reboot the Scanners. And Sergeant Malcolm's Life Signs have ceased.
( The Mods look at Rick in Horror, Junkee goes and taps a Sequence into his Watch and makes Aragorn shake for a Moment. )
Rick ( To the Mods ): You can glare all you want but it wont bring your Asshole Friends back.
Aragorn: Lieutenant? I'm afraid the Data I downloaded has become redundant! Look!
( Rick looks out the Window and spots Sector HQ: THE FATHER OF SPAM'S BASE! )
TO BE CONTINUED
CONTEST TIME:
SINCE I WILL BE BUSY WITH ANOTHER STORY AFTER THIS, RESPONSIBILITY WILL HAVE TO GO INTO THE HANDS OF SOMEONE ELSE!
TO WHOEVER CARES: YOU GOT BETWEEN TODAY ( Saturday the 17 ) AND THURSDAY ( Thursday the 22 ) TO GET THIS DONE!
HOW TO PARTICIPATE: PUT YOUR CONCEPT FOR THE SEQUEL IN THE COMMENTS BOARD ( Please try to keep the Whole Storyline of the First Web Mods in check! ) AND ON FRIDAY, RICK ARNOLD AND I WILL DECIDE WHO WILL BE THE NEXT CARRIER OF THE WEBSITE MODERATORS UNIVERSE!
1/17/2004 8:05:23 AM
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